Tag: Poetry
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Palms Sunday
We remember how you put palms in our hands, palms in our open ,naked hands. Hands that once tapped tapped keep tapping on wood and on flesh. Before these ritual cleansings and gloves ond trash Palms in our hands, hands that once lifted , opened drifted and dropped. We consider all our sins like deadly…
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Acedia
UP from THE COUCH, away from ACEADIA , I rise “ACEDIA ,excuse me, I sense I must exit to leave. Because , It is NOW too late for me to roll up a sleeve. Somehow now I see I cannot wrestle you away from this place. I see that You have put a choke hold…
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Reformation Day
Reformation is Revival. And so , now in these “last days”when The Holy Spirit yearns to make The Bride the One Pure reflection of the Bridegroom, we press in prayer for Revival . We need no longer to be “formed” and “transformed “and “re-formed” , we need to be regenerated Alive !!! I repost this…
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Eclipse
Photo by Rita Atkinson How bright the morning behind the moon.. How darkness drenced death will vanish soon As You hover like a halo around all that’s crying Encircling Your LOVE around the quick and dying Oh Sun of Moon OH SON OF MAN With every orbiting evil Your Glory shines forth Gods Plan 1.…
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Spring Planting : Good Friday 2016
We plant forgiveness and we wait for love to bloom. I waited a year to see the fruit of forgiveness. Now , today ,almost to the date of my planting with Jesus , I hear a pleasant report. Therefore I repost this blog as a true testimony that when you forgive as He is forgiving you,…